Yesterday Jack came and put my garden to bed for the winter. He drained my little fountain. He emptied the pots. And he pulled up the remaining summer bedding
plants after picking this final bunch of sweet peas and cosmos.
I
was sorry to see them go for this has been my best summer garden ever. The vegetable bed gave me tasty
meals. The flowers brought joy to my
life. The fountain with its tinkling
accompanied many afternoons of sitting and knitting or sitting and thinking or
maybe just sitting.
And
summer itself has faded. Last weekend
the clocks went back. I’ve had to put
the central heating on for a couple of hours each day. I’m glad to draw the curtains
and settle down with my knitting now.
I
don’t have a favourite season. They are
all special. And each is to be anticipated
and savoured. Life is good.
what lovely blossoms! I am afraid out garden is spent -- the heat of the summer usually does it in way before it is time! However, our days are cooling down just a bit and the leaves are slowly beginning to change so I have that to look forward to.
ReplyDeleteI have been lighting the stove for a few hours daily I am trying to avoid putting the central heating on yet. I am going to harvest the last of the beetroot and leek tomorrow and that is the end of the vegetables.
ReplyDeleteI envy you your stove as I have only central heating now. But I've got winter leeks still growing happily and Jack and I had the first two for lunch yesterday.
DeleteOur clocks go back tomorrow. Isn't that silly, if we're (mostly all) going to do it then why not all together?
ReplyDeleteI do think I love autumn the most but I'm a big fan of all the seasons.